C134 Secret Detention

"Milord, what do you mean by this?" Zhao Qingshuang's adoptive father, Zhao Weiguo, was slapped on the head for no reason. She was a little angry, but she did not say anything, and so she could not help but ask.

"For the good of your daughter, and for your own good, if I remember correctly, not long after your daughter left, you passed away. It should have been four to five years already